The funniest part about being back in western Massachusetts where I grew up is that everyone I see I think "Oh, I think I know them? No, don't think so." And then I hear that they're speaking English and I'm like "Oh, I probably do know them!" Then I realize I'm not in Germany any more. 🤦
Another clear sign of being in the US: the 4yo wakes up and walks into the bathroom and the first thing he says to me is “In baseball, what happens when two runners are on first base?”
where are you, then??? for good?
Not for good... just for Schulferien!
aaaach so... still a chance to meet...